Crabbuckit - Good Lovelies

Took a trip on a bus that didn’t know

Met a girl sellin' drinks at the disco

Said truth comes back when you let it go

Seems complicated cause it’s really so simple

Walkin' down Yonge Street on a Friday

Can’t follow them, gotta do it my way

No fast lane, still on the highway

Movin' in and out, no doubt there’s a brighter way…

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

Ahh, haa… check out the crabs in the bucket

It’s like flies on the windscreen, writing on walls

square biz clones claim they’re havin a ball

foolin' themselves just before last call

Tic-a-tic-a-toc tic-a-tic-a-toc

Clock strikes twelve, clock strikes one

Smoking gun put these fools on the run

I know it’s not that simple, I know it’s not that hard

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

Ahh, haa… check out the crabs in the bucket

It’s a conniption, fit from the microphones flit

I take it higher like a bird on a wire, retire the fire

I never cause I’m just moving on up

Choosin' to touch, the unseen, craving the clutch

Damm, if mirrors were created by sand

then I’m looking in the water for reflections of man

Understand the minds above time when it’s empty

Emcee, Tragically Hip — Ahead by a Century

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

Ahh, haa… check out the crabs in the bucket

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

No time to get down cause I’m moving up

Ahh, haa… check out the crabs in the bucket